Procrastination Stories

I fidget with my hands

Tom Riddle x OC So many OCs that should just be put all into one story. All rights for everything but the plot and OCs to J K Rowling. Please read the introduction it's very informative. Also, these are like full length stories that range in many parts to just one long part. A diverse range of characters, and you can finally find all that Tom Riddle fan fiction that other one shots are lacking.

Probably going to seem super passive aggressive. Sorry in advance my dudes. Wip be patient!!!! Also as the title says 'procrastination' so be prepared to get a lot of that from me!

My first sketch dump book, some call drawing book or their favorite sketches they did for whatever date they put. I'll upload more once I do more sketches in a week or a full page from my book. The cover is a photo I took in the summer last yr. And yes I can draw Credit to me Honeyy_Babyyy Date Jan2023

"In the Depths of Passion" unravels a gripping tale that explores the intricacies of relationships and the choices we make in their pursuits. This story follows the intertwined lives of Jasmine and Millen, college sweethearts whose hearts are entwined in a dance of youthful passion. Love blooms between them. Together, they believe that they are in an aura of invincibility, and are destined to everlasting love. As their lives unfold, their love takes a dark and treacherous turn. Little did they know that the true test of their devotion was yet to come lurking in the shadows of their shared destiny.

The things I'm noticing right now are not the same as I write them down. Because reality is one thing and storytelling is another. --- Just a place for me to write about the things I see whenever I'm bored or sad or stressed.

I'll write a description for this later... ;)

It's just a poetry collection.

I'm back on Wattpad and thought it would be a good idea to put down short stories I had.

A short essay on literal and metaphorical running

Here's the book in which Procrastination Court will post any a

Thomas Underwood has been seeing shadows in the trees above his yard. In the veins of the leaves, and the fractured conjunctions of their branches, and the gradations of the sky above-- faces, and eyes, and a kind of dull, formless malice. Where, in the synchronicity between our minds and the world, hope and despair, light and darkness, do we consist?

Rien compris, mais ça va venir...

An angsty rhyme filled poem about America's political system

Hopefully this will actually get me to get SOMETHING down about some of my characters. I mean, sucks to suck, me.

A man narrowly avoids Death on multiple occasions.

Just two peeps complaining about life. 'Cause, you know. That's what Brits do best, right? Warning: contains opinions.